" I blinked between the two of them, twin thirteen-year-old girls. Tall, slender, beautiful with golden hair and bright blue eyes. They looked like an...els to me, but with horns instead of halos!"We were just in the neighborhood..." Stacy sighed, sort of holding one lonely textbook against her tummy as she thrust her hips towards me."We sorta live in the neighborhood!" Angie giggled, twisting on her hips with her hands behind her butt like a little girl." ... and we thought we'd come by," Stacy. Henri was one of those kinky dudes that inhabit Annie's shadowy world. One evening that week he introduced her to an old friend, a man who believed as Henri did that good fortune should be shared.Earlier, Annie had seen the two men in animated discussion on the street. She couldn't hear it, but their conversation (in Farsi) had gone like this:"Henri, you pussy hound. You know nothing about this girl. She could be sent to trap you, trap us. You break our first rule just because you like the way. Amy was sitting at one of the tables in the back. The place was fairly busy, but she had picked a table away from most of the crowd. She looked up as I approached, an uncertain smile on her face. "Sorry I'm late," I said as I slid into the seat opposite hers. "How are you?" Pretty good, thank you." So, what's up?" I haven't seen you since June." I know." And you've been actively avoiding me. You don't even call Liz anymore."I shrugged. "As I recall, we broke up. Ending a relationship tends to. He simply responded "Don't worry slut, you'll love it." I couldn't stop shaking. I had walked well over half way, and was starting to get nervous. It was about 10:30 P.M. as i was nearing downtown. Being a small white male, 5ft 8, 160lbs, with a big bubble butt, walking down the dimly light streets in tight yoga pants and a black lace thong, I was a bit of a target. Nonetheless, I craved that thick black cock I saw in the pic, so I walked on. As I rounded a corner I spotted a tall man, about.